It feels like a Monday, even though it is Tuesday. The first day back to work after a long weekend is always bleh, but the first day back after spending the weekend cleaning is even more bleh. It feels like there was no break, no special day off.

I cannot believe I’ve been writing this blog for over 4 years now. From the first post in Missouri with Milo enjoying the fresh air to the latest hiatus followed by domestic bliss, it’s interesting to read what I was up to then and the thoughts that swirled through my head.

A few days ago we celebrated our second anniversary. On our first anniversary we just chilled out on our deck, enjoyed the view of the mountains, and talked all night while drinking a bottle of Krug. For the second anniversary, we chilled out on *our* deck – the one we spent a weekend staining a month ago. Switch Dom for Krug, and last year’s conversation for something more light-hearted and less philosophical. Oh, and switch out the champagne glasses to the kitschy, heart-shaped, freebie glasses we used at our wedding, for nostalgia’s sake.

Then we decided we needed to eat this time around. Out we went to Zeni, and Ethiopian restaurant, where we enjoyed our favorite, kitfo. After eating all the meats, a little injera was left, and Raju showed his artistic side by carving Orion’s Belt into injera.

Yeah, I know the title is nonsense, but give me a break. I’ve been hopped up on Tylenol Cold – non-drowsy formula, for 4 days now, and I’m feeling a little dopey, a lot of speedy.

I’ve been in bed all day, surrounded by process maps and my computer, trying to make sense of it all. Who ever said there was no creativity in my day job? Anyways, at one point, I threw it all down and noticed the cool shadows undulating across my notebook. Flip, fresh page. Click – share – and here we are. It would have been so much easier if I could get blogger mobile to work, but bleh – I’m sick of fooling with it.

Nothing like a Saturday morning, sitting around in your sweats, drinking coffee and looking at the bright sunshine to make you feel like you might be able to conquer the world. Had it been cloudy, I would have wanted to bury my head further under the covers than I did this morning and not come out all day.

Blink. A year went by. 2008 was a good year where I feel like I did a lot of nothing. I rested up from event-filled 2007. I wasn’t quite as crazy as I was in 2005 heading into 2006, though the way this work week is going, if I’m not careful, I’ll be back there. I guess I’ll just have to keep my sage friend pappy’s advice in mind, “Fuck work. :D”

I’m back to blah again, with nothingness sitting in my brain. My mind is blank – right now would be a great time to take up that whole zen meditation thing, because I can’t force a thought out of my head, except, of course, this rambling. Which hardly counts as a thought.

about Madd Hatter’s Diary

This blog began in 2005 as I picked up from Kansas City and moved to California. It has been a repository of thoughts, both past and present, movie reviews, book reviews, and a peek into my art and my life. So if you've ever wondered what goes on under the Hatter's hat, here's a way to peek under the lid.